Leaving room for errors seems wise.
Until errors sleep on every sofa in your house,
Like beer-drunk men
And wine-drunk girls,
Empty handles of vodka,
And crushed cans.
Leaving room for errors seems wise
Until your errors stick to the walls,
Paint over peeling paper,
Paper over chipping paint.
Like your own shadow,
Following you,
Haunting you,
Never letting you rest,
Never letting you forget.
Le...
